My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

In the end, Vincent reluctantly exited the garage and hailed a taxi back to his hotel alone.

Meanwhile, Lilia was fast asleep in the bedroom.

Mellisa was seen sitting on the side of her bed and watching her calm face, looking somewhat worried.

Just now, when Lilia grabbed a glass of water on the bedside table, Mellisa saw with her own eyes that the direction her sister extended her hand was away from the object. It wasn't even close to fifteen centimeters where Lilia's hand was from the glass.

Mellisa felt very uncomfortable, Lilia never said that she had any problems with her eyes before. Her little sister's peach eyes were so beautiful. If she really ended up blind, it would be too heartbreaking.

In the living room downstairs, Leonard was seen casually talking to Jean after Vincent left.

"Is he not a citizen of this country?"

When Leonard asked, Jean's throat felt a little itchy, he subconsciously took out his cigarette box and wanted to smoke one.

But thinking about Lilia's current condition, Jean suppressed his addiction to cigarettes and played with the cigarette box in his hand.

After hearing the question, Jean answered, "We met overseas."

Leonard nodded. "Why is he driving that luxury car illegally? I heard he's making a fuss with the city's cops."

"Well, he sure is stupid." The man replied briefly and succinctly, he did not mean to go into details.

Seeing this, Leonard didn't ask much, he was more curious about Vincent's identity. "Is he really a doctor?"

After all, the medicinal smell on Vincent's body was very strong. 

He was sure it wasn't a perfume, it was as if he was naturally born with the medicinal scent.

The man's gaze was fixed on Leonard's cigarette box. "He's the heir of a Chinese family of medicine specialists."

"Lilia's injury requires traditional Chinese medicine," Jean added.

Leonard was confused. "To treat her sprained leg? Or is it because she's worried about the child she carried that she chose traditional Chinese medicine and treatment?"

Jean slowly shifted his gaze to the other man, looking hesitant for a moment. But then he answered honestly, "The lump on Lilia's forehead has affected her vision and her eyes aren't normally functioning,"

Leonard's eyes were filled with disbelief as he met the man's silent gaze.

He and Mellisa had been staying in the ward for the past two days, but they were completely unaware that Lilia suffered an eye injury too.

Did Jean try to cover it up for her sake or...

At this moment, the man slowly raised his eyes to look at Leonard. "In two days, I'll take Lilia away for a while."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Take care of Mellisa and leave my woman alone."

Leonard was silent for a moment. "What about your job? Are you going to leave it too?"

"I've taken care of it."

"Mellisa and I will be in Surabaya. If you need anything, you can ask anytime. If you are back, I will bring Mellisa back to Bandung."

Leonard said this, but he thought about how to put her off for a while.

His family in Bandung began to lose stability. He wanted to go back to handle the internal affairs of his family, it was really urgent.

However, according to the current situation, Lilia's health was not good and Mellisa definitely wouldn't want to go with him back to Bandung.

Not to mention, their relationship grew cold for the past few days.

...

That afternoon, Jean took Lilia out of the house. When they would return was still uncertain.

At night, Lilia woke up quietly. There was no one in the room, so she pulled up the wheelchair alone, got out of bed, and sat down on one leg.

She rested the blanket on her knees and shifted her wheelchair onto the balcony.

At 8 p.m., the stars were shining majestically and the streets were shining with neon lights, but her eyes could only see a misty light.

She carefully lifted the blanket and took out her cellphone from inside.

In the afternoon, she quietly took it from her husband's coat.

Ever since she was in the hospital, she still wanted to take the opportunity to make some arrangements.

She called Harold on the first phone call.

It took a really long time to connect.

There was a deafening sound once her call was picked, the man seemed to be in a nightclub.

After waiting for a while, the noise from across the line became quieter. Lilia then smiled and joked. "Are you drinking again?"

At this moment, Harold walked to the door of the nightclub and stood in the cold night on the street that calmed his mind.

He was hiccupping from his alcohol, his tone was filled with self-deprecation. "Looks like I can't do anything but drink."

Two days ago, he went to her ward before leaving the hospital.

Lilia was still fast asleep at that time, and since this was her first pregnancy, she was suffering from all kinds of torments.

Harold felt that he had brought all of this misery to her.

He couldn't protect her well. With the great storm that stirred the agency where he worked, he was being confined and pressured everywhere.

It's not that he never thought of leaving, but he signed a contract with the agency for ten years and it was only his fourth year.

He was overwhelmed by the possibility of ruining his career.

After all, he still didn't have the courage to break the contract.

Harold's drunken cheeks were reddish, he leaned against the wall outside the nightclub and stared at the night sky with stars in his eyes.

On the other side of the phone, Lilia was silent for only a few seconds and continued to flirt, "I've worked with you for years, I've never seen you so decadent."

"Don't make fun of me, why did you call me now?" Harold asked with difficulty, his eyes were filled with regret.

Lilia took a deep breath, then gently touched the blanket on her lap with her fingertips. "I will probably be away for a while, so before I go, there are a few things you need to help me with!"

"Go? Where are you going? How long will you be going?" What she said caught Harold off guard.

Lilia didn't answer bluntly. "After all, I'm going to be away for a certain period of time, therefore I have to take a long vacation. Because of that, you can allow the Aphrodite Agency to share my support and events during this period. You don't need to take it too seriously."

Harold was silent for a few moments. He was depressed enough before and what he just heard made it worse. It was even difficult for him to breathe.

After he inhaled a deep breath, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Then, what should I do? I will do my best!"

Lilia was taken aback by his serious tone for a moment. "What's the matter with you? Why do you sound so serious? We've been working together for so long! Really, when did I ever let you take on such a dangerous mission?"

"Actually, my request is so simple. You have lots of contacts and networks, so I'm asking for a little of your spare time to register the studio. For me. And you're going to name it as ... Lilia Studio. Next, you can help me observe William's condition. You can call me anytime to let me know about his condition. What I'm worried about is his legs. Third..."

Before Lilia's words were finished, Harold snorted. "What do you care about him! Even if he has problems with his legs, it's not your fault. He did save you, but that doesn't mean you should care about him!"

"I know, what I'm worried about is… he will use his legs to make a fuss!" Lilia pulled her lips, reluctantly expressing the deepest worry in her heart.

As far as she knew William's character, this was not impossible.

Especially when she visited him that day, the man did something that left an ambiguous look on the doctors and nurses' faces.

When William woke up, he kept calling out her name instead of worrying about his legs.. Lilia's suspicion towards him started to grow from this moment.